l"M JW. w& ". , . V' 'EVENING PUBLIC LEDGER PHILADELPHIA, FKIDAY, A,UGtT8l? .2 vlWft ! j ' t . -f ?A v m 1h v-i .&V&AK MEMBER OF THE FAMILY CAN FIND SOMETHING INTERESTING HERE TO READ '. " x : H, MONEY! MONEY! . 0 Zfedior H. jPorfor , f-t. Author of "Pollyanna" THE DAIL Y NOVELETTE Vacation on a Farm By Nellie Gordon pht. 198. by Ktfnnor It. rorlcr and Jtrmttfct 0 Hoiioifon JUfin Co. Ml ictonts Keacrvca. THE 8T0IIV THtS FA It .Stanley O. Fulton, masquerading as Qirilth," l atuiljliiE relatives, to Ms haa bequeathed mono. They ouslna to whom h ta unknown Ink, James. and Flora Itlalsdell. Poslnir genealogist anxious to procure data the Blatsdell family, he la referred to Maggie Duff, whoso father married i mother of the Milsdrlls. Duff now a prrsovwr, la cranky, and his daughter rules Mm by Insisting upon his dolns the oppo- -,slte of what she wants him to do He tJtalces delight In running counter to nil her S. iOuestlous. jv ' CHAPTER VI (Continucill Mitrlt, FATHER, dear, jou coittdnt'' $$$fJ interrupted his daughter fl Ith ad- 3MAhtl.lnir irnaetnilce Mnl1 tllllStn't CO tld retail those down'" (Mr Smith al- ttjiost gasped aloud In his amaziment hut JVIS3 aiaggic uiu noi seem 10 uu """ KHt fU.) "Why, father, sou couldn't iTthey'ro too heay for ou' Tiieie are Blhlo and all tho'e papers Thej'tc Pto heavy, father I couldn't let ou Besides, I shouldn't think joud want to riivi mem i KSJf" Mr. Smith, hearing thli almo-t t-f - . . . . . ,. . Rasped aloud (n nis nmaztmim, n iium.- .- 11 .........l nAVt Hilt iverm ho ai wiiui iiiiiijuih.i nc ... mouth actually fell opm as he w the ifoHi man rlso to his fiet with stern dlg-;-!. . 'ir;-inai win ao. iiiagKic m iii '"'; U .- itntqifa vat T irllelS I 111 Still able TA .!. itnu niitnlN n Imnb .mil .1 bundle & HanA iv-itu lili tlmiini'mr cine "7 '.lf Ml".' . ..." .fW vtr.. resomic einiiimais iu ui.ii .... ...-,. Mh old man hobbled Into the house Td'There, grandpa, that" the tall.' ieroweti uenny. -nut you Mu : -.-jSr Benny, dear." lutein oed Ml s tale. In a haste so prtclpltntc that It ateoked'almost like alarm, "run into the antry and see what ou can find In the Sccoky Jar" Xlio last or her sentence t-m. s. nrt.in.aofi in ncnuv's flvlnc lueln as Hthey disappeared through the doora. - teft toBother. Mr. Smith searched the woman's face for some hint. Mime slKn -aui'.l",rdIrKr miss KCMagBle. with a countenance tereneb cx WlpressW only cheeiful Interest m cer ! by the little stand. rearr.iUB'iiK th pile B, J . ?-..H ,nn "EP?.1 '5 i'" 'n , hnueht- .-"' ' " mini, .iiiei u !-..- ,"-;: Vf' in I? 'l.fullv. nauslne In her yoiU. "that It will H be.better Indoors. " " jid sT.c "Ri?lit licrc, father, please! 1 'irlbTows so'out here tl.it ou'l. be bothered In your copjliiB 1 " atr ' She wes still Btandlng at the table. ,chattlnB about the p.ipcis. ii...-.c., ifl . .i, .inr ?v fuw m nutes tater. Iff appeared her father. In his nm ble KnBbie ana a sizauie i'-"'""",." r- ,,, K di,m lmr. father, nlcase she sam iirteihen, to Mr. Smith's dumfounde.1 .imaze- KrtW. 'W"nSS downed ' and casi-dls-IWaPProvliiB ees on his daughter and the rtBhlA . 'There isn't room I don't want them 'ilhere." he observed coldly. 1 shall aut them in here." With the worus ne 'fi- Once aBaln Mr sinUh's bewildered LVe'yes searched Miss Mr-BBles face, and . -. i (Uror ff.nrifi nnininLr uui ronce asaui ""-y '"- "Vi.""i- t serene unconcern one jo hc-j fie door. .. .j S'VThla way. .please,"- sue uirtcieu eheerily. And, still marituniB. " IawaiY Iiai tntn tha house Mr. Smith thought he had ncer seen fS-I Ak.mnlnc n lKlni? TOOm A COlll" t.t i.in .hi invito! hlni. and he sat 5. w". " J-;- ,..;j ,i t down, iie leu buumud ,.'.t" ...,i rVjme. and. at peace wuu m ""'" rai.-it-in !. 1m BninD wav. the room S'IhmI produced this effect, he looked curl Wously about him, trjlne to solo the ai ? Reluctantly to hlm'elf he confessed Iplthat It was a 'very ordinal y room The B" carpet was poor, nnd was badly worn. Th chairs, while conuortaDie-ioouiiiB. were manifestly noi eipensite, unu -" UAn inni. nAMirA s;iinnlp curtains were tv t the windows and u few fair prints Cere on tho walls. Two or imee "e. i. -,i nn v.,,t ..Viatii. infltorlnlM. held !-.' B.UU1A HIIJS t.ufc kt.ui , , . F.J Au.-a nml thnr U.1R a D HlTl tlUl KffJErooray B of shehes filled with books , not immaculate, iramer-ua, "- lettered "sets." but rows of dingy worn . iiniiimu whnso verv sh. bbiness w as at e?tfc?..A on tni.Ufit!nn and a promise Xo- K)vwhere. howeer. could Mr Smith nee K5Protectins coer, rnat ur imj j;c " Kh. elded then that this must be whv he -A felt suddenly so rested and at peace ' Vwlth ll monL'tn T'.lOtl HS tVlR CUtlV iC- 4.irt KBttiA to blm. linieer. he was sua- ?denly aware that terythlnK was not. 1faiti.cr uii, jeii;v:i.ui ui ...... ', rr . . ITraAt th t.iW Mr. Duff and his dauch Her were arranging the Bible and the i papers. SIlss .MaKEie Buggesitu pnes m in. certain oraer; ner wuier iuuiui.i.ij um i ami rrranvren them otherwise hMiss MatTBle placed the papers first for E.H.i. 2. . rtlii nntrl "Ahsurd' nnu V noi iTLi "v'i... V V. nr.i Ituted tne isioie .miss .hukkic Cv.T tn lraw tin a chair to tho table: tather der!s!ely asked her if she MelAH n mnn tn sit In that anu w nti n different one Yet Mr Smith, hen ha was finally invited to take a iaeat t the table, found ecrmins ff.'.'oulto tho most conenlent and coin- C (T fntahta YlAaulllle H-A'yiOnce more into Miss Maggie's face he tb.L n .tinvnlv Innnlrlnir frtnnee. nnd c 71. "!" .r"i!: !'.'.. ..j .i.i . tjonce more no uiitumucicu iiuvi....t f iSB.ruffled cheerfulness .... K--rTvWUh a really cenulne Interest in the F'l''eoords before him Mr Smith fell to v?ork then. The Bible had been in the , -niDi.oil fnmiiv for trcneritions and it "'g'v.-am tull or 'aluable namesk nnd dates i ifll)'iiePn ai once ui uuii 'icin fe'vii'Mr, Duff, on the .othr side of the KfA&ie, was arraiiKiiiH iiuu inu-a mr j- rsr before mm. t-ie couh.hu wieu i. me aft. and Miss Maggie shut the win- .l ,1... Unf 1.. .Itrln't nUQ.1 ny, X0 DU1U 11IC1I Lillet lit 111UI I .... .... VWSntcd to suffocate nnd sh opened Irrine on the other side The clock IfiiarajytKirucK inrco ivuru ..vuacn Stof halng forgotten his medicine t'when she brought it lie refused to k It. She had net brought the right .vImj r oimnn he nnlil nml fhe knew ? perfectly well he neer took it out of 1 wfcitnat narrow-Dowi humi ne tununaiui-u l T a ,a lloht ann ahp lnu prLU tile. Cur- . ' laini but he told her that he didn't f'fri,jnean, he didn't want to see at A", so l.JCv.uA i.tii 1t im hnlfva 11a paid his ,'tS coat was tcx warm, ana sue nrougni .'Wmomher one. He nut It on grudgingly M?but.h9 declared that lt.was as much too Fikln an tin nther WflS too thick ; v '-Wt. Smith, in spite of his efforts to politely deal ana unna, louuu nim- h death and marrlago notices. Once almost uttered an eplosle "Good wens, how do you stand It? to hi" Liut he stoppea nimseu just pe: and fiercely wrote witn a ery mark that Submit Blairdell was lli In 1801. A little la'cr.he became Hre that Mr. Duff's attention was vnlngly turned across the table to iS himself. rMyou will spend yqur time owr 'silly sturr, wny aont ou use a r book7" demanued tno oiu man it last. ITlniecause It wouldn't fit my pocket." Kii'wr, oiuiui. lust what business "t joura In it. ow-, unen tnese people uvea ana 5 Vne, perhaps, still smuea -Mr. 'goca-numoreuiy. i ;y uon l ou lei tneni aiune, men . In vnu evnect to find?" hv: I I " Mr. Smith was plainly ntttfed. HTIl T nan toll X'mt It 'a 11 tzltlv Vlllsl- rant. . fc.. ,''- - A . whteer you find. If you find your atathar'a s. blsaci- man than you jou'!l be proud or It, but yen ought It ashamed of it 'cause you aren't voursem un me niuer nuiiu, n 'h isn't as bltr as you are. iou'll ou'd only help him now and show hinn those paiwre. ' ..... ,.,. A real terror came Into Mr. femlth s cses, but Mr Hun" was already- on his fiet "Well. 1 shan't" he obsered tartly "I'm net a fool. If he Is I'm going out to the porch where I can get tome There work as long as ou like. Mr Smith. I knew jou'd rather work in outilf," nodded Miss Maggie, moving Hie piles oi papers nearer nun. "But, good hcacns. how do ou Etand " exploded Mr. miin oeiore he lealizcd that this time ho had reall said tilt words alouu lie mumieu a painful ted Miss Maggie loo i olored Then, ab ruptl. tho laughed "After all it doesn t matter h shouldn't I bcTiank with ou? Ion couldn't help seeing how things were, of course, and I foigot. for a moment, that jou weic a stranger Uerjhod In Hlllerton understands 'iou Bet, father Is nenous, and not at all will We hae to humor him " "But do ou mean that ou alwas hae to tell him to do what ou dont want. In order to well that is Mr. Smith finding himself In ery deep water, blushed again painfully. Miss Maggie met his dismayed gaze with cheeiful candor. Tell him to do what I don't want In order to get him to do what I do want him to? Yes, oh, jes But I don t mlndi really I don't. rm useu 10. 11 MURRAY BCN'TON sat In the win dow of hlB club, gazlns listlessly out at tho burning crowds The frown on his face deepened as ho mentally reviewed the terse advice tho doctor, whom he had Just lslted, had given iiiiii. "Murray, lad, jou have too much money for your own benefit," he had said. He was an old friend and was privileged to be frank. 'Get away from the 'bright lights' and vour cronies and get Into the country Fresh air, regular hours and a bll of work, too," he added, with a sly twinkle, "are what vou need. If jou keep en at tho rate ou have been going I can't answer for the con sequences," he finished, relapsing again Into seriousness. , "Boh," mused Murray. "Doc Is a eainmltv Jiowler. Thcrc'B nothing wrong " But" even as he argued with lilnwclf. ho realized that the doctod had told the truth Being rejected from ever;; branch of wat -ervlce at which he PP""i ,"" finned the doctor's verdict, as well as (he feeling of la-sltudo which he tried 10 1 m". "financed to fall on a nevvs pnpo, spread on the table nearby on ii a uwk iV. ,".,-T "!, Bo a rray b with arirw stretched pleaded. " Patriot Go to Work or, a I arm n.i. iiuti,Mi.i r.viiipssion on .iiu f ice changed to ono, of Interest, and ho n 1 ""'. "'hy not'" and rushed ut of I ii loom, much to the amazement f U'VleVk " omee In one of thdow mow buildings sat a rather fmll nretty girl, tatlng a mi" uncii '.ml sratmlng a "'"WW A frown .marred her forehead as she Ing "No." she decided, hopelessly. "I enn't afford a vacation, and I'm so if talil at I won't be able to stand tho an' what thinks more ot yir Iiart than tlicj do or v ei pncifcllinoh. mil m i wants a hind gill An' say. we have tor wash out hanils ivcry me il now on the table, 1 ninn n tho--c little gl iss wn-h-illsheK Mi wrnl down .in' bought some an' nhe's tf-in" cm evei dav io ter git used to 'cm Sho sn)s ivujbodv lint is .invhiidv ins 'em nowndavs Bi.i- thinks tliej re t-reat, but I don't I don t IIU j 'nil a mite " 'Oh come come. Benny! It doesn't mattel 't doesn t lcillv- matter, does It, If jou do have to use the little ilNhes' Come vnu ie not Inlf doing the puzzli " "I know It " lienny shifted his posi tion and picked up a three-pornered bit of wood laming the picture of a dog's p iw "But I was just thinkln' Aim see. thingi are so different on the West Side Whv, even la he's dlffeient He Isn t there h irdlj any now He's got .1 new job " "What"" Miss Maggie turned from the puzzle with a start 'Oh, just for evenln's It's keepln' books for a man It brings In quite a hit extrj. mi sajs; but she wouldn't let me havo some new toller skates- when mine broke She's s-ivln' up for a ihafin' dish What's a chifin' dish? Do jou know? You eat out of It, some waj I mean. It cooks things ter eat ; an' Bess wants one Uussie I'ennock's got one. All our eatln' 'a different, 'seems so on tho West Side Mi his dinners nights now. Instead of noons, she sajs tho Pennocks do, an' everjbodv does whj is anjbodj'. But I don't like It. pa heat 5he turned hick to the paper, and for the first time she noticed the out it'ete"" finger of Uncle Sam nolntert straight at her, t seemed "" t,,(; words .mil. inoaih- "Be a Patriot. Spend Vour V.-entton on -i Farm Ueiiev d hope showed In everj line ot fnce aid figure, as she reached for a sheet of paper to slip Into her tjpe- WI- lluth Merton." she told herself, "jou aie going to be a farmerette In the dining loom of a tinv farm houvc Murrav Benton paused to ohserve himself, resplendent In new overalls and lumper, befoie joining the new 'boss As he started to leave the room, he heird feminine voices under the win- "Farmerettes " he sniffed, scornfully But the conversitlon that Moiled up to him made him stand stock still, while the hot color mounted his fare "Did jou see tho new arrival, girls? laughed one, "Isn't he a sketch? Looks like an animated string bean, doesn't ho?" "What's he doing on a farm, any ways?" questioned nnother. "Doing women's work, when he ought to be wearing khaki or blue." So. the unj thing but flattering com ments flew fast and furious, while Mur ray, the most popular and sought after man In his set, listened above them Suddenly, one little gill, who had not spoken before, flashed up "You girls should be ashamed of j ourselves, tunning fun of the poor chap. If jou had looked at him, ou would have seen thai he Is In a rundown condition, not fit for ac tive service How do we know hut that he is het e recuperating, so that In tan Join later on. You might at least have given him tne benefit of tho doubt." And, she walked nwaj-, head high nnd cheeks (laming, as her outburst was us much a sui prise to herself as to her com panions. As sho walked down the little lane she heard hurrjlng footsteps behind her. As sho turned, she met the smiling cjes of Murray Benton "Miss Merton (vou sec I have found out vour name fioni the 'boss'), I want til fhnntf mt i nrv mm I, fit. tn.. 1 !.. -"" , .v. .......i. .... tuui iwiiu defense of un unknown And. I vvnnt to alo tell jou that jou guessed right when jou said 1 wasn't fit. I've tried every biam.li, nnd thev've thrown wi dow n, so I gueis that all I'm good for is 'women's work' as jour friend said" "Perhaps a summer out of doors will put jou into londltlou again," she nn svv ered "I hone so," he nnsweied "I do'want to get Into real service, but" glancing at her In a nnnncr that made her color very chaisnlngl I'm mlglitj glad that I happened to come here " On a cool October dav Dr. Grenvllle stood looking down on the busy street when a resounding whack on his shoul der made him wince, and he turned to see who his boisterous visitor was At sight of the tall, bronzed joUng man In khaki, he gnsptd. "Murrav Benton '" "Sergeant Benton, at your service.' laughed his v isltor. .The doctor then became aware of n second visitor, a charming voung ladv, whose pink cheeks grew still pinker at the med'eal man's wondering gaze "Doc, I want vou to meet Miss Ruth Merton crstwhllp farmerette, and fu ture Mrs Benton" and Muirav Ben ton's eyes beamed with happiness, an his svveetheirt and old friend shook hands warmly romorrott!'? Complete Xoiclcttc "ELMHURST." DREAMLAND ADVENTURES' By DADDY "OLD KING CROW" a complete, neto adventure each tccek, beginning ilinday and ending Saturday. a kj-b K tfl V.B "iwa '.".V CHAPTER V The Battle of the Sorcerers (i'egov, hclpliiV Brownie -Oii-l In lis tear on the oous, is captured bu Kino Ciow, it-Jio is reputed to be an ogre and magician, lie Is about to get her under his spelt, when Judge Owl comes to the rescue, cnal lengtng him to a battle f sorcery.) KING CROW was astonished. Ho might not have been disturbed by the appearance of an ordinary Owl, but the goggies gave Judge Owl an odd and rather tcnifylng aspect. They puzzled King Crow. 'The first test la for ou to charm me." hooted Judge Owl. ' 'Oalnut such as me jour spells are vain, I hold them all In deep disdain King Crow's answer to this challenge was to lean forward and IK his spark line, glittering eyes upon Judgo Owl,g glasses "leep' Sleep'" he croaked. "Whv don't you sing me a pretty Iul labv? I'll tench jolt one," taunted Judge Owl, beginning a hooting song: Old King Crow was a fine old teau Who inarmed all the birdies fair. But I'm his match and he .annot snatch My brains with his bvndy stare. Old King Crow leaned still farther forward and his eyes falrlv bla7ed as he tried to get Judge Owl under their pow er. But the Judge, .protected by his dark goggles, just giggled at him in a verj annoying way. Finally King Crow croaked a queer song- Cnw-ket-v, nw.ket-v caw. I think I will eat you raw Caw-ket-y. cawket-y, caw, I II gobble ou In m craw. But he didn't scare the Judge a bit. The latter had an answer all rcadv Hoot-lt-y, hoot-lt-y, hoo. I think jou'd better try stew. Hoot-lt-y, hoot-lt-, hoo I'd pure disagree with jou. "Oh. pshaw,'' croaked King Crow In disgust. "I can't charm jou jou haven't brains enough" 'Tnllure No 1," tntinted Judge Owl "Now if jon're teallj a magician, .show us some of jour magic" "I'll blow all thee lights out with one puff," boasted King Crow. And with that ho blew with nil hla might. Instnntlj- the cavern became pitch dark. "Stop where jou are," hooted Judge Owl. "Don't j'ou try 'o sn.ak away In the dark, or my magic villi hit jou a crack on the head. There I ' O P Ss u& :iSV itr to 'A i t v. m "Failure number one, Judge Owl taunted "Ouch I" croaked King Crow. "That's what you get for not obeying. I'm such a great magician that I can see In the night," hooted Judge Owl. "Blow on your lights again." "I'll not," stubbornly croaked King Crow. "Then I w'lll," retorted Judge Owl tPowers of light, do not obej'," croaked the King. "Your little fireflies will not obey," taunted the Judge, but my greater magical llgnt will. I'll command It," and h? hooted a strange Incantation: Oh, Illlly, oh, llUHr flaah on your ray' Oh. make It, oh, make It as ilght aa day! Instantly the cavern was flooded with light, coming from a great bulb in the roof. King Crow gave a frightened caw and blinked his eyes at It. "Now, for the next test, we'll go outside." "I'll not aro outside." answered Klnsf Crow sulkily. j , "Then my magic wltl bring the outside - in," nooteu judge uwi, Deginning a sec- ond incantation: 5, i Oh, Billy, oh, Billy, open the iky! ?ft Oh. ana tot. tin nh wntttrh itn 1Mb Ifinf ) on hlghl tiV'f Out blinked the light. There was a . rustle of leaves and a startled caw from ',! King Crow. Peggy looked up. The cav- i.f uiu null iiuiBiicu UJIU nicy HClO 111 UIU open woods. , "Can you make a new star appear?" asked Judge Owl. King Crow answered at once: Caw-ket-y. ca,w-ket-y, caw New stars appear Tiny sparkles shone forth among the treetops. "Fireflies!" hooted Judge Owl. "I'll show you a real star." Oh. Billy, oh, Billy, show us a atari And there blazed out up In the tree a dazzling, sparkling, sizzling light that, lit up tne rorest nearby and snowed, thousands of Crown, roused from their sleep, looking down at this queer contest. "And I can make whole bunches or stars," boasted Judgo Owl. "Stand hero while 1 show you," and he pulled King Crow upon a little platform nenrbj. Oh, mm, oh, Illlly. touch the stars off! There was a bang that startled Peggy nearly out or her shoes. Then a "pop" ' way up above the tree tops, and e, shower or colored stars floated down. Frightened caws filled tho rorest. while old King Crow, as Peggy saw by the faint glow from tho starF, seemed terri fied. ".Vow," hooted Judge Owl. "my maglo will bring a European battle field here." Oh. Billy, oh, Billy, touch 'em aM off. In an Instant there was a terrific clat ter and banging In the forest. Peggy was frightened. She had confidence In Judge Owl, but how did he product) all thlo noise and these bursts of light! It was like a Fourth or July celebra tion. Then Peggy caught the smell or powder, and In a burst or Ilght, ns a red blaze filled the rorest. she thought she saw the race or Billy Belgium. "Fire! Fire I Fly! Fly!" cawed King Crow. The Crows, sjwlth Trenzled cries, fled Into the night all except old King Crow hlmseir. He was struggling; mightily to fly but; couldn't stir. (Tomorrow will be told the results of the queer magical battle.) D 1 i - r"V l""V " II (kip f""lr t-jfr ",,,SP,W j: o I II ll a F - iwyBK 1 mSi rm1 a sa itr- V I7i B D l I V i Jr 1 I J I v I ' Mm! RsaaJ LSI LO vrvTLrtxrl -J j now. And when ou know how, wliat , ,. etther nn. lullf tne tme he can-t does It matter.' Alter an, wnere is i .1 t , , ftr ,, amnow on ac. back to his new job. difference.' To most of the world we saj-. 'Please do, wnen we wain u minis, while to him we have to saj'. 'Please don't.' That's all. You see. It's really verv simple when jou know how 'Simple! Great Scott'" muttered Mr Smith He wanted to say more, but Miss Maggie, with a smiling nod, turned awaj, so ho went back to his Benny, wandering In riom the kit chen with both hands full of cookies plumped himself down on the cushioned window-scat, and dievv a sigh of con- fnt- , ., ' Saj Aunt Maggie "Yes, dear" 'Can I come ter live with you? 1 Certainly not '" The blithe voice and pleasant smile took all the sting from the prompt refusal "What would father and mother do?" "Oh, they wouldn't mind" "Benny!" . ,, "They wouldn't. Majbe pa would a little; but Bess and ma wouldnt And Id like It." "Nonsense, Benny!" Miss Maggie crossed to a little stand and picked up a small box. "Here's a new picture puzzle See it you can do It." Benny shifted his now depleted stock of cookies to one hand, dropped to his knees on the floor, and dumped the contents of the box upon the seat be'ote him. "Thev won't let me cat cookies any more at home In the house, I mean Too many crumbs " "But ou know jou have to pick up j-our crumbs here, dear " "Yep. But I don't mind after Ive had the fun of eatln' first. But they won't let me drop 'em ter begin with, there, nor take any or the boys Inter the hoube Honest. Aunt Maggie, there ain't anything a Teller can do 'seems so, If ye live on tne wesi aiue, ne persisted sooeriy Mr. Smith copvlng dates at the table, ran conscious of a slightly apprehen sive gliuce in his direction from Miss Macgle's ejes, as she murmured : But jou're forgetting jour puzzle, Eennj-. You've put onlj five pieces to gether" "I c-in't do puzzles there, either. Bennv's voice was still mournful. "All the more reason, then, why you should like to do them here. See, where does this dogs head go?" . Listlessly Benuj took tho bit of p'c tured wood In his lingers and began to fit It Into the pattern before him. "I used ter do 'em an" leave 'em 'round but ma sajs) I can't now. Callers might cumn and find 'em. an' what would they sav on the West Side' An' that's the ,iay 't is with everj thing. Ma an' Bess aro always uoin tilings, or nui uuiu 'em, for those calif rs An' I don't see whj. Thcj never come not new ones" "Yea je3, dear; hut thej- Will, when thev get acquainted You haven't found where the dog's head goes jet." "Pi says ho don't want ter get ac quainted He'd rather have the old friend3 what don't mind baked beans, an' shirt sl6evcs, an' doln' jer own work, count of geutii' jo Know, tin' un, rv o inunu wnere inc nogs neaa goes, cried Misi) Maggie There was a hint of desperation In her voice. "I shall have jour puzzle all done for jou mjself. If .ou don't look out, Bennj-. I don't believe jou can do It, anjhow" l cm. too you just see it 1 cant! retorted Bennj- with sudden spirit, fall ing to woik In earnest l never saw a pu7zle vet I couldn't do'" Mr Smith, bending asslduouslj- over his work at the table, heard Miss Mag gle'n sigh of relief and echoed it, from sympathy. CHAPTER VII Toor Maggie and Some Others IT WAS hlf an hour later, when Mr. Smith and Beniiv were walking across tho common together, that Benny asked an abrupt question "Is Aunt Magglp goin' ter be put In jour book. Mr Smith?" Whj- er jes: her name will be entered ai tho daughter oT the man who married the Widow Blalsdell, prob ablv. Whv? "Nothln" I was only thinkln'. I hoped she was. Aunt Maggie don't have inthln' much, jer know, except her father an' housework housework either for him or some of us An' I guess she's had quite a life of things tn bother her, an' make her feel bad. so I hoped she'd be in the book Though If she wasn't, she'd Just laugh and sav It d.ie-ip't mailer, or course That's what sue alwnjs pavs" "Always saj-s?" Mr. Smith's voice wa mlldlv puzzled. "IV. when things nlague. an' some- thin" don't go right She saj-s It helps a lot ter lust remember that It doesn t matter See?' "Well, no I don't think I do see," rrowned Mi. Smith. "Oh jet." plunged In Benny; ""cause jou see, If jer stop ter think about It this thing that's plaguln' je you'll ?eo how reallj" small an' no-account It l an' how, when you put It beside reallv nig titnys. I doesn't mittcr at nil It doesn't renllv matter, j'a know. Aunt Maggie s&js' Mie'3 done It years an jears, ivir slnre sue was just a girl, an' somethln bothered her; an' It's helped a lot." "But there are lots of things that do matter." perflated Ml. Smith, st ' frow nirp, "Oh. jes!" Benny swelled a bit Im nortnntlv "I know what you mean Aunt Masgle snj-s that, too ; an" she saj's wo nius; bo vuy ca-efu! an' not get It w Jiic It'-i cnlv the little things that hothe" us. an' that vie wish were dif ferent, that we must say 'It doesn't natter' about It does matter whether wore good an' kind an' tell the truth an' shame the devil; but It doesn't mat ter whether we have to live on the West Side an' eat dinner nights Instead of noons, an' not eat cookies any or the time in the house see?" 'Good for vou, Benhj- and good for Aunt Maggie ! ' laughed Mr. Smith, sud denly , ,. "Aunt Maggie" Oh, jou don't know Aunt Maggie, j-et She's alwajs trvln' ter make people think things don't matter. You'll see!" crowed Bennj. A moment liter he had turned down his own street, and Mr. Smith was left to g i on alone Verv often In the dajs that followed. Mr. Smith thought of this speech or Buinv s He had opportunity to verifv It for Jic was seeing a good deal of Miss Maggie, and It seemed, Indeed to him that half the town was coming to her to learn that something 'didn't mat ter' though very seldom, except to Bennv, did he hear her say the words themselves. It was merelj- that to her would como men, women, and children, each with a sorry tale oT discontent or disappointment And It was alwavs as If they left with her their burden, for when they turned avvav, head and "-houlders were eaect once more, eves were bright, and the step was alert and eager. He used to wonder how she did it. For that matter, he wondered how she did a great many things. Mr. Smith was. Indeed, seeing a good deal of Miss Maggie these dajs He told himself that It was the records that attracted him But he did not alwavs copy records Sometimes he just sat In one of the comfortable chairs and w itched Miss Maggie, content If she gave him a woid now and then He liked the wav she carried her head, and the way lur hslr waved avvav rrom her shapely forehead He liked the quiet strength of the way her capable hands lav motionless In her lap when their services were not required He liked to watch for the twinkle In her eve. nnd for the dimple In her cheek that told a smile wra coming. He liked to hear her talk to Bennj'. He even liked to hear her talk to her father when he could control his temper sufficiently Best of nil he liked his own comfmtable feeling of being quite at home, and at peace vvlth all the world the feeling that always came to him now whenever he entered the house, In spite of the fact that the welcome accorded him by Mr. Duff was hardlv- more friendly than at the first. To Mr. Smith it was a matter of small moment whether Mr. Duft wel comed him cordially or not He even indulged now and then In a bout or his own vvlth the gentleman, chuckling Inordinately when results showed that he had pitched his remark at just the right note of contrariety to get what he vi anted. For the most part, however, Mr. Smith, at least nominally-, spent Ms time at his legitimate task of studying and copying the Blalsdell family rec oids. of which he was finding a great number. Rufus Blalsdell apparently had done no little "digging" himself in his own daj', and Mr. Smith told Miss Mag gie that It was all a great "find" for him. (TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW) Revised Jingles of Mother Goose There Was a Man in Our Town There was a man In our town Who was not vcrj' wise; Ho would not huj Liberty Bonds Nor save the food supplies. He would not help the good Red Cross. Y. M C. A 's nor K. of C.'s true men : He talked against the Government; Now he's In a l'tdiral pen. Ding, Dong, Hell Ding, dong, bell ! Autocracy's knell ! Who learned to prize her? Old BUI Kaiser. What will kill her dead? The Allies' lead llush-a-Uye, Baby Hush-a-bje, subjects of old Kaiser Bill; Do not complain If jou're hungry and 111! When the Allies break through the Kaiser will rail, Down villi come leaders or war party, all Hush-a-bjc, subjects; lie still, then, and wait For tho Allied forces to decide on your fate; If jou won't help them the Kaiser to beat, Then you'll still be serfs In subjection complete Cordelia Clunle In Louisville Courier- Journal. PERFECTION Great demand for the KVKNINO PU1II.I0 LEDGER may cause you to miss an installment nf this very Interesting atorj. You bad better, therefore, telephone or write to the Circulation Department or ask your newsdealer this afternoon to leave the EVENING PUBLIC LEDGER at your home. Unique Villages Among the manj' boasts to which Great Britain Is entitled is the boast that she contains a number of villages which are In their waj', lecord villages. Kempton, for example, Is the longest village In the world. There Is only one load In It, but it lingers In that road, In a very straggly fashion, for no less than seven miles. 1 1 ut. Mitt mwiw wiii rv jjffjISiiP 'iff Ml What They Miss Thej- send us pocket Bibles, To make us lads behave. They send us bright trench mirrors, To help us when we shave; Powders for our face and feet. I Cold creams and camphor ice, But never any poison For the hungry army lice. They send us double-mint, "" It's really very nice. They send us title sewing kits, With which we sew and splicer Wrist watches and bright wristlets, And ukes on which to strum. But never any poison "" For the hungry aimy crumbj ,1 , j v. - Oh, yes, dear friends, we's got them. And we've got them mighty bad, Tho pesky things keep biting, Till they almost drive Us mad; They're after us contlnuallj". Morning, noon and night, And cveiy time they grab a chunk. We know' old "Sherm" was right. Corpoial "Jerrj" Jerome, Headquarters Company. 'Budgettes. . , wyi. j: .. The rasslncr Show. His Mother But Is she a thoughtful girl, Aubrey' Aubrej Thoughtful? Rather, mother! She keeps a box of cigarettes In eveiy room of their house, and she never forgets to offer me a drink. Made Ihe Crust Short The Sailor Obliged Young Mr. Hallowell was not much ot a preacher, but, much to his own sur prise and everj body else's, he was ap pointed chaplain on a battleship. He desired to amuse as well as Instruct his men, and to that end he arranged a magic-lantern lecture on Bible scenes and Incidents. A sailor who possessed a gramophone was secured to discourse appropriate music between the slides. The first picture shown was Adam and Eve In the Garden of Eden. The sailor cud geled his brains and ran through his, repertoire, but he could think of no ? Famous American Yarn Rehashed Strickland Glllllan. lCCtUrer nild llU- Tt Una litut nfter the hnnevmnnn flnl Then there are villages which set up morIsti ,m be interested In this little Mr. Freshwed superintended the dls- 'plece exactlv appropriate, records In the way of small populations story ciPPed from London Tlt-Blts: posal ot their first evening meal pre- "play u'" "'" "'" whispered tho Shiddaw. In Cumberland, has but one In- Tho ePnerai manager of a recently pared by his voung wife. chaplain. habitant an inhabitant, by the way. constructed electric railway complained "Sav," ln grumbled, as he glared, Suddenly an Inspiration struck the who cannot vote, as there is no overseer to one of Ma subordinates, an Irishman, knife In hand, at a minute specimen ot sallor" and t0 tne consternation ot the to prepare a voters' list, and no that his reports or trouble on th'b line cookery for two, "what's the matter with chaplain and the delight of the audience cnurcn or public uuuaing on wmen 10 ..... ... ionir,on wordy. the crust of this tile? publish one, as the law requires. The .,.u, .em Bhor... Ba.d tllB busv man. c0er It!" It doesn't hair Isle or Ely contains a small parish ot "Whj', dcatcst," answeied the anxious about a dozen inhabitants, who pay no The subordinate's next report or a Joung wife, as bhe came and gazed at rates, as tneie are no roaus or puonc tra, of tne ne satisfied all hands. It institutions ot any Kinu, anu con- the t?rnmmihn!in ununwkerl nnt 'fThpr. Is only one girl in this world for me." Jl?; X lie tJtllUlUUf iIUUIIIUI, sequently no expenses. Buckland-in-the-Moor is another unique village. It has no doctor. -It has no -clergyman. It has no pauper The population numbers something less than 100. Perhaps the quaintest, village of all In England Is one which consists entirely of old railway-iarrlages, even the chapel being composed of four horse-trucks Answers. was: "Oftagln. negln." Onagin. Avvayagln. Fin- it, "I thought jou'd be pleased! Your mother said jou always liked the crust rather short !" Tlt-Blts. Information Wanted Traveler (In tiuln, to old Irish woman) That's the Foith Bridge. Old Irishwoman Indade, now. An' pwhat became of the othet three? Pearson's Weekly. Embellishments "There's too much rat on that beefsteak," said the customer, "A sign of its qualltj'," replied tho talesman. "You never com plained of the foam on a glass of beer." Washington Star. Not Impressed "But jou must admit," urged the can vasser for the local candidate, "that It was a Jolly long, line speech our candi date made about the land the other night." But Farmer Wcllwater was not to- be Impressed "H'm! Dare say it were," he grunted, "but a couple o' nights o' good, warm rain would ha' done a heap more good," Ideas. si , v "CAP" STUBBSIt Certciinlu Would -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- ... By EDWINA . 1 - J c' fd'. paT"pat ?Gp5cERMI3l &&?$ Kn'ochTm? '!. ;sBiffG I r1 " " ON HIM, An THEN BECIDE WHErHERll I I WELL GEE. IT WD BE HfNRD WWA 3 1 BILL FACE TO FACE LIKE TH STSfo: UrtJ, Arjf J1JSL mWMmi I TO SHOOT HIM, EH SUBfV HirA Of ERBolL mA- l0 33ECITJE JEST iv5r TO BO Lft , ' Ifh i ( f " rMfM , , "' ftN "T-PBI J HIM, ER CUT HIS HErVD OFr; BH FIXErV HIM.ffl J . jTl OLE BILL'. , "--trKriWM'm ?Z 1 w'A ' vC- ivt ' - n ain't th'J raA ' " fl , lif imed of that, when 0U ought tn aud (( It '"cause you've gone him lMut. But, yta ont. j Know B7l.ij B Mun vnu IibFapa ttllf 'rMum , pb-. j ww... VM 0 any worn, rem uti ryora, real wor, now. Bg. IW AiaEaTie rjuicKiy. (i'.woerui time, too. if .,. .. .fSL,'.....iii. Y . ' .&. .. .j ''"''' ,,"7,,'tl'?'',,'i''M " '' ,r' , ' v,T' n .? .L Ur-1?' ' ' ' ' ' - i - ' 2di
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